Oh man, here we go again.....
OK, so we've got two teenage kids, one white (Syco Smoove) and one black (Kaos). Now Kaos....hang on, we'll just call him Kevin...is a friend of Michael Jackson. Would this be a good time to wonder how little Kevin and his friend got signed to Epic ?
Anyway, Quo are basically Kris Kross without the infectious hit single. Therefore Quo are a *complete* waste of time.
This just *sounds* like two kids aping their heroes and I can't be the only one who would find it hilarious if it weren't so insulting, being told that drugs and guns are bad and that I should wear a condom by two kids whose voices have yet to break. *Especially* when someone else (JD Tru, the 'brains' behind this whole project) is writing their lyrics for them. I mean, why is this kid rapping about "kickin the hydraulics and hittin the switches" when he'd be struggling to see over the steering wheel ? If you're going to have kids rap at least make it believable, rather than a third rate trawl through cliched adult boasts and inappropriate shallow social commentary.
There *are* one or two nice, if completely unoriginal, beats scattered sparsely throughout the album - in particular, "Once Again" has a cool guitar-funk gangsta lean and "Blowin Up" is based round a smooth P-Funk groove - but everything is uniformly ruined by little Kevin and his friend from next door playing grown-ups over the top of it.
The ultimate nadir comes when they try to flow in a ragga style about 'roughneck posses' in their squeaky little bad-ass voices.
So bad it's......awful.
- Martin Bate
